Monday, March 19, 2012

Fair Warning

Don’t touch me, I’m poisonous
Don’t come too close or you’ll turn to dust
Don’t like me or try to care
I’m warning you: Better Beware
Don’t pull me in or try to hold
You’ll just get burned by the bitter cold
Don’t think I’ll change or turn around
I’ll dig my claws in and drag you down
Don’t chase my trail or try to find me
After I’m gone, leaving you behind me
Be glad you’re free and breathing air
And only slightly worse for the ware
Those who cross my path incinerate
Better hurry now or that’ll be your fate
Don’t hesitate and don’t look back
You’ll be too late and fall off track
Hear what I say, here’s what to do
Better run away, I’m warning you

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